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1donoow · 11 months

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MIX FANDOM FANFIC REC PT.1

[Fanfics i've read]

Edited

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♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

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The letter room [richard alonzo muñoz]

MPHFPC [Alma peregrine][Enoch O'Connor]

encanto [the madrigals][camilo madrigal]

a series of unfortunate events [klaus baudelaire][violet baudelaire]

harry potter [weasley twins][neville longbottom][luna lovegoods]

narnia [Edmund pevensie]

triple frontier [santiago garcia]

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———THE LETTER ROOM———

richard alonzo muñoz

@marvel-and-mischief - matching pyjamas

——————MPHFPC——————

@dapperappleton - imagine being an ymbryne and having your own loop

- imagine taking care of clair and olive

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Alma peregrine

@vostokovasmelina - sleeping next to alma lefay perigine would include

@multifandomfix - imagine alma loving it when you paint her and the children

@zafirosreverie - an special case

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Enoch O'Connor

@she-writes-with-kisses - quiet

- space jump

@dapperappleton - imagine being able to create death and dating enoch

@clean-bands-dirty-stories - shirtsleeves

@klineinie - blanketed

@imaginefan - story time

@y2fandom - sending him cute things

@frost-queen - no pain

@maeby-bby - you fluster me

@pink-princess-pussy-pop - dating enoch would include

————— ENCANTO ——————

madrigal

@cloud-9ine - madrigal reacting to being called their full name

@camilosnovia - there's two of them

- Madrigal Adults reacting to child!reader giving them gifts

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Camilo madrigal

@sesamestreet47 - camilo w/ a tall s/o

- Camilo with a shy, sweet girlfriend

- friends

@nixthewolf - camilo simping over reader

@radiorenjun - shape-shifting frolics

@madrihoes - camilo nickname

@cloud-9ine - with or without you

@magicalencanto - camilo's s/o having power like pepa

@multificsworld - ___

- Tu Alma Tan Hermosa, Como La Luna

@caramellahoney - future daughter-in-law

- wait no wait-

@luvrcami - camilo headcannon

@bumblesimagines - being friends with camilo

@mihlo - camilo with fem s/o who wears glasses

@dos-oroguitas - angelita

- ay mamacita

— A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS —

klaus Baudelaire

@strangerdangerwrites - incompatible

@a-second-hand-sorrow - goodnight

- Not a problem

@ssadumba55 - not that easy

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violet Baudelaire

@trustsalvatorewriting - dating violet Baudelaire would include

————HARRY POTTER————

@archivesofthevoid - Pulling their hair while making out

- The boys (+ Percy) stealing a kiss on the way to class hc

@lithiumfae - sexy habits they have (marauders)

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weasley twins

@therandomficwriter - The Weasley Twins Having A Crush On You

@lilahisntsadanymore - Slytherin sunshine (fred)

@moonlit-imagines - ___

@therandomficwriter - weasley twins with a non ticklish s/o

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neville longbottom

@hogwartseighthyear - crush

@very-unsirius - blurb

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luna lovegoods

@iamthemain-character - Falling in Love with Luna Lovegood

@fromforeigntofamiliarity - taming cowardly lions

@sublimecatgalaxy - ___

——————NARNIA——————

Edmund pevensie

@pink-princess-pussy-pop - dating edmund would include

@wrenwreads - she's enough

- wardrobe malfunctions

@witchthewriter - being king edmund's wife would include

@pariahsparadise - warm pt.2

———TRIPLE FRONTIER ———

@violentdelightsandviolentends - tethered ♡

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santiago garcia

@stormkobra-5 - ___♡

#masterlist #mix fandom rec #richard alonzo muñoz x reader #alma peregrine x reader #enoch o'connor x reader #camilo madrigal x reader #klaus baudelaire x reader #violet baudelaire x reader #fred weasley x reader #george weasley x reader #neville longbotton x reader #luna lovegoods x reader #edmund pevensie x reader #santiago garcia x reader

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foxymoxynoona · 1 year

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HAPPY BTS FIC WRITING ANNIVERSARY!!!! thank u so much sharing your incredible writing FOR FREE. FOR. FREE. I CAN NOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH: YOU WILLINGLY SHARE YOUR WRITING WITH US. FOR. FREE. AND YOUR FICS ARE LIKE LONGER THAN THE LONGEST HARRY POTTER BOOK??? THATS FUCKING CRAZY LIKE I WISH NOT FOR THE FIRST TIME THAT I COULD JUST FORGET SO THAT I COULD GO IN BLIND AND REREAD EVERY SINGLE FIC OF YOURS ALL OVER AGAIN. I WISH I COULD RELIEVE THAT FEELING OF BEING SO FULL OF AWE EACH TIME I READ A SENTENCE. IM SO GLAD YOURE AN ARMY OTHERWISE I WOULD HAVE NEVER FOUND YOU!!!! regarding the drabble request, could you maybe (if you COULD AND WANT TO, PLS DONT FORCE YOURSELF TO WRITE IT IF YOU DONT WANT TO) write a drabble where lily finally calls jk dad for the first time after calling him kookie for so long 🥺 that, or namjoon and sylvie dad-daughter bonding time 🥰 IF THATS NOT TOO MUCH FOR YOU OFC!!!! THANK U SO MUCH FOR THE DRABBLE OFFER ANYWAY!!!!! ILL READ WHATEVER YOU DECIDE TO WRITE EVEN IF NONE OF IT IS FROM MY REQUEST!!!! I LOVE WHATEVER YOU WRITE 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

I've had this beautiful long note in my inbox for so long and I'm excited to finally have a drabble for you! I'll no doubt do some more Jungkook Lily too, but here's Namjoon and Sylvie for you. Thank you so so so much for reading my stories and I'm really all gooey inside that you enjoy them so much!

Bonus thank you to the person who wrote in asking about Namjoon doing origami!

Story: Amended Characters: Namjoon & Sylvie (Namjoon x Gina, Sylvie is Gina's daughter) Length: 2353 CW: some cursing about deadbeat dads :)

Namjoon sat on the couch and looked at Sylvie. Sylvie looked right back at him, but standing, with her arms tucked into the back of her Mirabel dress through an impressive feat of contortion. Namjoon knew who Mirabel was; he’d seen the movie twice and made a point of learning the soundtrack. Coco too. And Moana. And Frozen, back before he knew which Disney movies Sylvie and Diego actually liked. They had not yet been impressed by his knowledge of the lyrics but Gina had made him butcher the Spanish lyrics of ‘Dos Oroguitas’ again for her later and swayed with her arms around his neck and kissed him hard so… yeah, no regrets. It was nice languages came to him relatively easy. He hadn’t told her he was learning Spanish in his spare time yet, not wanting to embarrass himself before he reached a minimum threshold of competency, but obviously that was a thing he needed to do. She spoke Spanish with her kids as much as she did English. Her whole family spoke it as their first language. He wanted to be in her life, so he needed to speak it too.

Now he decided to try it out a little during this afternoon alone with Sylvie for the first time.

“Qué quieres hacer?” he asked her to show off.

Her lips bubbled out with her breath and she tilted her head and scrunched her eyebrows together. Fuck, had he said something wrong? Or did he just sound stupid?

“What are we going to do together, Sylvie?” he asked her.

“I don’t know,” she giggled. Then tilted her head the other way. “No sé.” Then “Podemos comer dulces?”

“Ok ok, you passed my Spanish,” he laughed. “I don’t speak much yet.”

“Do you have candy in your pocket? Can I have it?”

One time he’d had candy in his pocket when they saw each other while he was in uniform.

“Sorry, I don’t…”

She didn’t say anything but looked disappointed. Strike one. Namjoon pursed his lips and templed his fingers, elbows on his knees, and waited. One of them had to figure out what they were going to do. They had several hours before Gina and Diego would be home for his afternoon of appointments. Gina was stressed as shit about Diego’s school trouble lately –Diego acting out, doing poorly on his schoolwork, not wanting to do his homework or even read anymore. So off they went to the doctor for something Namjoon hadn’t asked the details about and Namjoon had volunteered to keep Sylvie before Gina could ask Isabella.

Because, hey, he and Gina were kind of a thing now –no, not kind of. A thing. They were a thing. And he needed to impress her kids quick. He didn’t have tons of nieces and nephews running around like Jungkook did to give him that leg up. He didn’t know much about kids at all and suspected they both knew Diego and Sylvie. He felt big and clumsy with kids. He’d felt that way when he was a kid.

“So uh… what do you want to play?” Namjoon asked.

Sylvie just shrugged.

“Um, you’ve got like… Princess stuff or Legos or–”

“Those are Go’s,” she corrected. “I don’t play Legos.”

“Oh. Ok, well… we could uh…” He racked his brain, trying to think of what Jungkook mentioned he did with Lily, or what he’d seen Sylvie do when he was over any other time, or any movies he’d seen. “Um… tea party?”

“No,” she said in her little soft voice, a gentle rejection.

“Uh… art?”

A pause, then, “Ok.”

“Ok. What art stuff do we have? I’m not a great artist but maybe you can teach me something…”

“Anyone can be an artist,” she corrected. “All you have to do is take a crayon and make your mark.”

“Wow.” She went over to get a box from against the wall but he just stared after her for a moment. Had she thought of that on her own? That was fucking profound. “Does your mom say that?”

“No. It’s in that crayon book.”

“What crayon book?”

“You know, the crayon book.” He still didn’t know, but she didn’t clarify further, because apparently he ought to just know what book she was talking about even though he was positive he’d never read a book about crayons in his life. Or, well, recently. When she began to drag the box to the coffee table, he picked it up and set it beside the table and lifted the lid off, peering into a chaotic nest of broken crayons, pipe-cleaners, half used sticker sheets, dry glue sticks, uncapped markers, loose sequins, and colored popsicle sticks.

Sylvie plopped right down and pulled out some paper and crayons. Damn, she was cute, little face bright and happy, loose hair wispy around her face from her long ponytail with a sparkly scrunchie.

“What are you drawing?”

“Uh….” She paused and looked at the lines she had made, then giggled and whispered shyly, “I don’t know yet.” He wasn’t sure why that had made her shy, but decided to give her some space. She was shy, much shyer than Lily, who saw everyone as a friend she just hadn’t met yet. Each time he was around Sylvie, he felt like it took time for her to warm up to him again. It was faster if Lily and Jungkook were around, like Sylvie just accepted Namjoon was her Jungkook stand-in for the moment.

But he wanted to be more than that to her. Even if the reality of what it took to be more than that for her felt beyond him right now because he couldn’t even figure out how to spend an afternoon with her. What business did he have dating a woman with children when he knew next to nothing?

But he wanted to. He wanted to figure this out. He felt like Gina and Diego and Sylvie were worth it. He got it, why Jungkook had felt like Isabella, Ezra, and Lily were too.

So he folded his long legs under the coffee table and dug around in the box and pulled a few pieces of paper out to draw on too. In holding it, though, he realized it was a lighter weight, and had pretty designs on each side.

“Oh, this is perfect for origami.”

“I know origami,” Sylvie announced, eyes lighting up.

“Oh yeah?”

“We do origami in art special at school.”

“What’s art special?”

“Thursday.”

“Ok…” Didn’t answer his question but she seemed to think it did. “Well what do you make?”

“Um…” She blew her lips out unhappily. “Swords.”

“You… make origami swords?”

“Yeah… and a diamond.”

“And a diamond.” He had no fucking clue what she was talking about.

“Here, I can show you!”

“Ok!” Yeah that seemed good. He watched as she started folding up her current paper without even bothering to make it square. “Wait. I need tape.”

“You shouldn’t need tape…”

“Well I do,” she said and sounded so much like her mother it made him laugh. He went to find some tape, but all he could find was packing tape, so he had to fight with the end of it and tear her off small pieces to use and then fight with the end again when it would inevitably cling to itself again.

“You can say bad words. I know not to say them too,” she assured him, either reading his mind or lips.

“Ah… I won’t… it’s better to stop saying bad words, you know?”

“Mami says bad words don’t count if you say them in Spanish so maybe you should learn Spanish.”

“Yo estudio español.” As soon as he said it, he worried it was wrong,even such a basic phrase. She giggled, which could mean either way.

“Ok do what I do,” she told him.

He tried. She kept checking his work and telling him he was doing it wrong, but then she’d tell him “very good” probably like her teacher did. Then she held out the thing she’d made. “Aquì. A diamond” and motioned to his.

“Ahh, yes, hm.” He looked at the two things in his hands. This was not origami. This was paper folded and taped to resemble a crunchy wad roughly in a shape alluding to a diamond. In a way, hers was better, because his looked like it was trying too hard. “It’s really cool. Thanks for teaching me.”

“Do I have to make a sword?”

“No, of course not. Want me to make something?”

“Yes,” she grinned.

“Ok, let’s see…” He looked around for something he could use to crease the paper and settled on a shitty pair of safety scissors. It had been a while since he’d actually made anything with origami and he worried at first he’d need to look up directions which would make it seem a little less cool. But once he started to crease the paper, he felt the directions come back like a video he could watch just by closing his eyes. His fingers remembered –probably because he’d made dozens of these trying to impress a girl in middle school. It had not worked. Resulted in nothing but papercuts and blisters.

Sylvie leaned close on the table, watching his hands closely. No one ever paid that much attention to anything he was doing, it was really sweet. He kept glancing at her face until he made the final fold and held it out to her.

“It’s a butterfly!” she gasped and held her hands out for it. When he set it in her palm, she cradled it like it was real.

“It’s pretty, right?”

“It’s so cute!”

“Ok, let’s see, what else do I know how to make…” Namjoon racked his brain as Sylvie leapt up and made the butterfly fly around the room. She was so pleased with it, it made Namjoon feel really good.

“Teach me how to make it!” Sylvie begged, crashing back down and gently putting the butterfly on the table. “She needs a sister and we can make a bed. No, two sisters!”

She was talking to him so much!

“That’s a lot of sisters,” Namjoon laughed. “All right. It’s kinda tricky though so I may have to help you sometimes…”

He thought that might be frustrating for her to need help. Kids were supposed to get impatient if they couldn’t do it themselves, right? But she didn’t mind at all, just leaned around his hands to see when he’d reach forward to assist with the more complicated bends and folds. Her butterfly came out a little wonky but he praised it and she glowed. She chose the paper for his and then they looked up on his phone how to make a box, which he folded while she tore up paper to be the “blankets.”

“Hmmm, should I try to make a bird? It’s pretty hard!”

“You can do it!” Sylvie insisted. “If it gets hard I can help you.”

Ah, she was adorable. She was really cute. Namjoon watched her smile to herself and arrange the trio of butterfly sisters carefully in their new little bed and couldn’t fathom how a father could just walk away from this little girl. That’s what the fucker had done! Gina had minced no words when, in response to Namjoon asking her on a date, she had said, “I already picked the wrong dad for my babies and now they’ve got a basket of abandonment issues. They already know you. I know no guy wants to hear it, but I can’t date you unless we figure out fast if we’re serious about it, because they don’t need another guy tossing a wave over his fucking shoulder at them.”

And Namjoon had straightened his shoulders and looked her in the eye and said, “I debated it a long time before I asked because of that. You deserve better than that, they deserve better than that. You tell me what the best thing is to do for them, and for you, but… yeah. I’m serious about this. I mean it.”

And so they were a thing, even though they’d only been on a few dates, and Namjoon was doing his best to earn the warmth he felt in his chest every time her kids played with him or asked for help with something or hung off his arms to see if he could still walk or just shouted and waved, “Hi, Joon! Bye, Joon!” Always Joon.

The crane hadn’t turned out great but Sylvie loved it. She loved the frog too, even though he had to find instructions on his phone. He made it with daisy paper and Sylvie squealed with more glee than he’d ever heard from her. She loved his shitty frog, his lopsided crane, the butterflies. And it was soothing to make, too. Something about the focus on such a small task, the dexterity required, the smoothing and folding and pressing, the doubting it until it finally came together, it was all very calming.

Maybe that was spending time with Sylvie too though. She was so quiet when her brother wasn’t around; Jungkook said Lily barely stopped to breathe, but it was obvious Sylvie on her own was a gentle soul. She seemed perfectly happy doing this too; he was amazed how long it entertained her.

“Ok what else can we make…”

“Make a… hm…” Sylvie trailed off staring at the screen as Namjoon scrolled to see what else there were tutorials for. “MAKE A ELEPHANT!” she shouted, pointing at his phone so hard it fell from his hands. Her eyes got wide. “Sorry…” she grimaced.

“Ahh, it looks really hard, but let’s see if we can do it together,” he said. “What paper are we going to use?”

“Pink.”

“Pink it is.”

Sylvie giggled and snuggled close to his side so their hands could work together and it didn’t matter that the girls in middle school hadn’t been impressed with his origami. It was worth every second to spend this afternoon making Sylvie happy instead. Worth every papercut.

#amended #asks #anonymous #drabble game #dad namjoon #namjoon ff #namjoon fanfic #namjoon fluff #stepdad namjoon #kim namjoon ff #police officer namjoon #namjoon x oc

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thisstableground · 1 year

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can you talk a little bit about Cross Your Fingers and the decision to continue it into Not An Anchor I am thinking about it 24/7

lets go lets go! this will get SO SO LONG don't feel obliged to read it all

cross your fingers was pretty much always going to happen as soon as i decided to write encanto fic at all. the part of stories i always find most interesting is the aftermath, the bits that aren’t actually written.

there is a feeling i have experienced several times in my life: it is of waking up the day after something big, whether it was good or bad, and realising that your life is divided into a point before that and a point after that happened. you wake up in your brand new apartment. you wake up after they let you out of the hospital. you wake up after your life is ruined. you wake up after you hand in your thesis. it’s this fragile, shellshocked thing, where you have to start constructing the next stage of your life and you’ve no idea where to start, and one of the most distinctly memorable feelings i can recall.

anyway. i find myself going towards that kind of moment a lot in my writing. we wrapped it all up neatly, but life goes on after the credits. love an aftermath, love a rebuild. so that’s what cross your fingers was going to be, just scratching the itch that the rebuild montage at the end of Encanto gave me and expanding it out. giving some extra emotional resolution that i felt they all desperately needed. giving them those weeks of fragile, hurt, hopeful first days after something terrible happened, after something incredible happened.

(and also because i had that scene where bruno tells them he was living in the walls pretty much before any of the rest of the fic and it was too good to waste so i needed a story to put it in)

i actually didnt plan to add to it with not an anchor, initially. the people who are hanging out here just for encanto might not know, but ive spent. oh Several years now writing an obscure crossover fic series that is basically just a very long deep-dive into mental health recovery after an intense trauma, and i love it so, so dearly. so like, much as i instantly latched onto bruno as another sad tired little man for the collection, i didn’t want to just retell the same story i’ve already been telling in 90verse

so how'd i end up doing the sequel? well. writing cross your fingers gave me a chance to get to grips with one of the things that is delightful and unique about mirabel in the family: it’s that she sees people so completely. it’s something that she has to learn to do, mind, and we see that development through the movie. a practiced skill, not a natural talent. it takes her time to see isabela as she really is, to see what’s really going on with luisa, it takes time to find bruno and to understand alma. but that’s what mirabel’s about: not about being given the ability to do something immediately, but about having the tenacity and the love and the empathy to work at it.

i interpreted the cinematography of dos oroguitas, where mirabel is stnading right beside younger alma and pedro, watching everything, reacting as though she’s right there, as meant to be indicative of that level of empathy. its no small thing for any teenager (truly, even for a lot of adults) to be able to look at the older people in your family and truly recognise the depths of the life they had before you were born. you see them as always having been old, as always having been in authority, you don't always want to try and look past whatever front they put on, especially if they can be cold or distant, or if they have caused you pain. but mirabel can really, genuinely see the young, devastated, frightened woman that alma used to be, the happy, hopeful, vibrant person she was before that. and i think it’s those long-gone versions of younger alma as much as her own abuela that mirabel is holding her hands out to at the end. she treats her, even the versions of her that no longer exist, with such compassion

and i call back to that in cross your fingers: mirabel hears bruno tell her about the first time he ever had a vision of someone’s death, age six, and she will imagine that little boy as though he were right there with her, and she will be angry for him and sad for him just as much as she would for antonio, even though the little boy she's picturing is long gone, and is just her weird old wall uncle now. she sees them all as full people, when previously they’ve all become so defined and restricted by being the One Thing they’re magic about

and that, in turn, made me want to get into the very interesting contrast that comes up often in not an anchor. because ostensibly, it’s about bruno’s recovery process. but especially while it’s still in its early stages (and i do intend to come back and finish it, now that i’m back on my good adhd meds), you can see that in most places when the other characters try to engage with bruno as he starts trying to recover, we learn a lot more about that character than about bruno himself. the specific things they notice or the way they interpret his actions will always betray their own current fears or insecurities or preoccupations first and foremost. in that way, it isn’t really a story about bruno’s trauma, it’s about the collective trauma of the whole family, and the individual traumas that they all have- but he is what reflects that back to them

that’s what bruno’s role has always been. he is an uncomfortable truth that nobody wants to face. the thing that you can pretend won’t affect you as long as you don’t acknowledge its existence. the problem that, once someone picks it up and brings it into the light, the Everything’s Fine act you've been putting on becomes less and less convincing. that’s bruno, and that’s all the individual hurts and traumas that each member of the family has coming up to the surface in the aftermath of the movie. they love him, they're worried about him, they want him to be okay, but in a lot of ways, they are still struggling to see him past their own projections. they haven’t learned to see the way that mirabel has learned to see.

anyway. don't know if that makes sense, but it’s something that i find interesting to play with, as a tool for multiple character explorations at once. this is a scene that i think would be realistic to bruno’s recovery, but what POV is best for it? do we want bruno’s POV himself, will it be most narratively or emotionally impactful to know what he is actually thinking? or is it a scene that could in fact tell us more about julieta, or pepa, or alma? if i want it to be the beginning of something healing, which character would be most likely to instigate that? if i want it to be something that gets glossed over and repressed for now, which character would make that most likely to happen? if i want a fight, who will turn this into a fight?

aside from that, it’s the perfect kind of fic for emotional whiplash. as i said in response to the other directors commentary ask i got, i think that’s probably one of my most defining authorial traits - i hope in a way that still ultimately feels safe and comforting, because all my fics will always have the end goal of healing, but oh do i love to throw a reader a sudden change in tone. a fic exploring this sort of aftermath and this sort of healing in a family is so good for that. a scene can be so domestic and mundane and warm and turn suddenly into a realisation that something is terribly wrong. a conversation can start out so heavy and dark and turn ridiculous and comedic. a moment between reunited siblings can be so full of love and a lifetime of familiarity one second and so full of hurt and anger and awkwardness the next. that’s what trauma is like to live with. that's what life is like in general.

and also, as it turns out, there are so many fresh and interesting ways to write a sad tired little man recovering, so i didn’t have to worry about self-plagiarism anyway.

#thank u for the ask i love to write essays about my own fic #fandom: encanto

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ireblongstuff · 1 year

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I posted 2,953 times in 2022

That's 2,887 more posts than 2021!

14 posts created (0%)

2,939 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@melmalone

@druiigg

@moonlit-imagines

@myriadimagines

@wokeupinawalnut

I tagged 2,649 of my posts in 2022

Only 10% of my posts had no tags

#important - 750 posts

#boost - 738 posts

#signal boost - 690 posts

#mcu - 670 posts

#gifs - 580 posts

#mcu x reader - 455 posts

#fluff - 435 posts

#natasha romanoff - 189 posts

#angst - 182 posts

#natasha x reader - 167 posts

Longest Tag: 131 characters

#you know its truly a comfort game when your not even worried about dealting a save file beacuse you geunily don't mind replaying it

My Top Posts in 2022:

Isabela Madrigal Masterlist

Fluff

Isabella Madrigal having a crush on you by @magicalencanto

Jeously, Babe by @bozowrites

Mi Flor by @dos-oroguitas

Relaxing Headcannos by @dumbrequesttaker

Bakery by @kazu-phoria

Jealous Isabela by @somethinginthethunder

Mi Flor Linda by @lovesgnf

Fluff alphbet by @bozowrites

When your sick by @mikalei

Peace & Quiet by @camilosbf

Isabela with selfless Reader by @isabelaaaaa-encanto

Refusing kisses by @somethinginthethunder

Angst

She by @m0chaominx

Remember Me by @doloresswife

Idiot 2 by @rottensullengirl

Angst with happy ending

Nightmare by @mad-elia

Dating while being from a rival magic family by @somethinginthethunder

What if There is Someone Better? by @Issacatcus

Note-None of these fics were made by me but by talented writers who deserve rectiongtion.

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Wanda Maximoff Masterlist

Updated 10/29/22

Fluff

Imagine your Wife Wanda making you a birthday cake by @druiigg

Ducks by @novamirmirsblog

Goodbye Kisses by @ajaklovebot

Lingering eyes by @skyvolt120

Movie Day (P) by @lilian-maximoff

Fingertip Kisses by @ajaklovebot

Date by @daxdrabbles

Cuddling with Wanda maximoff by @icarus-fell-in-spring

Wanda teaching you how to cook/bake by @moonlit-imagines

Let me in by @modern-vellichor

How they’re protective of you by @myriadimagines

Wounds by @mywlwwriting

How they comfort you by @ssadumba55

Chocolate and Stares by @refiwrites

How they say without saying ‘I love you’ by @kimoralov3

Movie scenes by @mirclealignr

Wind Chimes by @junoxans

Safe Space by @alotofpockets

Angst

Imagine being Wanda’s girlfriend and getting badly injured because of her powers by @multifandomsimagine

Mission Gone Wrong 2 by @mcuwritin

Two beds, One home by @starshipsofstarlord

The end of Vision by @starshipsofstarlord

Fears by @the-fandom-abyss

Y/n marrying someone else by @lilian-maximoff

Imagine Wanda killing Ultron as revenge for him killing you and Pietro by @multifandomsimagine

Dream by @cheifdirector

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Incorrect qoutes #4

Jane- Um, Valkyrie, why are you pretending I'm this guy's family? Valkyrie- We need money! Jane - You're scamming him? Valkyrie - I was thinking more like flat out stealing from him? Jane- What?! No way! Valkyrie - Why not? We already stole Y/n! Y/N - Hey guys- Jane - No, we didn't. Y/N can think and talk for themself, they can do whatever they want! Y/N- I wanna steal

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Incorrect quotes #2

Y/n-” Who are you?”

Loki- ”I’m your worst nightmare!”

Y/n-”So your me when i’m late to school and I forgot my homework, and my pants are made of pudding?”

Loki-”No i don’t-”

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My #1 post of 2022

Natasha romanoff Masterlist

Updated 11/22/22

Fluff

Presents? presents.PRESENTS? (P) by @i-write-things

Bad influence by @kassxndre

Build a bear by @romanoffscottage

Already Dating by @procrastinatingsapphictrash

I’m sick by @this-ginger-has-no-soul

Christmas cookies by @procrastinatingsapphictrash

Marry me? by @kassxndre

I’ll remember by @wandaolsen

‘Being a cilllvan and dating Natasha Romanoff would include by @blkmarvel

Coffee mug by @domxmarvel

Proposal by @cwas5749

Her Girl by @buckybarnesthehotshot

Fluff alphabet by @romanoffscottage

Drunk on love and vodka by @thewitchandtheassassin

Magic by @vancityfire13

Imagine Natasha flirting with you, the bartender who works Tony's parties by @druiigg

I’m by your side by @this-ginger-has-no-soul

Love by @fanf1ctionwrit1n

Full-time land shark by @imagine-knowing-a-name

Soft Nat headcanons by @caws5749

Midnight Cuddles by @fandom-oneshots-fa

A date in the lake by @marvelseries19

Imagine the avengers being tired of the tension between you and Nat so they stick you under the mistle by @myriadimagines

Being Natasha’s sibling who didn’t survive the snap and sending her a goodbye message (P) by @myriadimagines

How they’re protective of you by @myriadimagines

Tony hitting on you, despite you being with Natasha by @myriadimagines

Going undercover with Natasha as a couple by @myriadimagines

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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calswildflcwer · 2 years

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Who is Carlos Madrigal?

Carlos was Camilo's name during development. He was gonna be slightly more antagonistic towards Mirabel but that personality was passed on to Isabela instead and camilo was made to be the sweet theatre kid we know and love and the fans decided to make Carlos as Camilo’s twin instead and gave him his own personality and such. If you wanna know more about him then you can check out @dos-oroguitas’ blog as that’s how I based the carlos in my stories when I first started writing for him 🥰

#bee speaks #bees rambles #bees thoughts #bee rambles #bees answers #anon my beloved #anon love

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bluetoothingwiththeuniverse · 6 months

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fri, nov 3, 2023 @2:45pm

recently the butterfly has been a large symbol in my life, whether it's in relation to my partner or just in general... things that have no connection to each other can some how transmit energy. idk if this means im tapped in but there are so many butterfly symbols recently.

I am not a butterfly girl so this is not something that was constantly in my vibration. im more of a moth girl actually hahahah

before even knowing him in the physical realm, I put dos oruguitas from Encanto into my liked music. another song I also don't listen to often called butterfly by kacey musgraves.

it was literally as if my universe was like transformation is coming

along side that I got a tarot/oracle reading about him even before we pursued each other that said if you see butterflies thats when you know

I recently just learned that he loves butterflies

when we first started talking I spotted a butterfly in my front yard, seems like a cat attacked it, it was in the middle of my walkway... this was before I decided to separate myself from him bc of an external issue.

when I would talk about him with my friend, a butterfly would fly into my backyard where she and I would smoke

when we first were getting sexual he kept my underwear that had butterflies on it

as im writing this essay, which has a story about a man building a butterfly that had the essence of his soul the song dos oroguitas plays

in a way I thought of the main character Owen, as the guy im talking to, but also not... I didn't even fully read it when I related him to my guy, it wasn't until the end that I found out he was transforming like a butterfly and his creation was a mechanical butterfly

in a way I can even analyze that connection with my guy's work ethic but maybe ill fill this in later....

RIGHT NOW he just texted me as he's been working a 11 hr shift where he can barely have time on his phone...

I'll probably edit and add more that come through but I have never felt so in touch with my universe... you'll see me post a lot of music on this blog too bc music is my main way of receiving messages along with unrelated supernatural causes.

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dos-oroguitas · 2 years

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hes a menace your honor

#camilo #camilo madrigal #art of encanto #encanto #dos oroguitas writes

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froggywritesstuff · 2 years

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Cariña | Carlos Madrigal

Pairing: Carlos Madrigal x g/n!reader

Warnings: swearing, fluff, google translate

Request: no

Shout out to @dos-oroguitas for all the amazing Carlos fanfiction that inspired me to write this

A/N: for anyone who doesn't know, Carlos is an older design of Camilo who was gonna be all emo and shit, but in this one shot, he's Camilo's twin

18+ people DNI

"Hey, Y/N, can I talk to you for a second?"

Y/N smiled when they were met with the face of their best friend, Camilo Madrigal.

"Sure, what do you need?" they asked, pushing their door open wider to let him inside.

Y/N and Camilo had been the best of friends since either of them could remember. The two were inseparable. They did everything together. It was perfect.

Almost perfect.

Because unfortunately for Y/N, shapeshifting Madrigal’s came in pairs. The other half of that pair being the only downside to being friends with Camilo.

The downside called Carlos.

No matter how hard they tried, Y/N just couldn’t stand Carlos.

And Carlos wasn’t exactly helping them.

Carlos was down for the idea of a rivalry with his brother's best friend, and did everything in his power to keep that rivalry going. To the dangerous pranks he pulled, the snarky comments he’d pull, he would never fail to get under Y/N’s skin.

And it only got worse when Y/N developed the teeniest crush on him.

Something about the smirks he gave, and how his hair perfectly fell over his eyes made Y/N’s heart rush.

And as much as they tried pushing those feelings down, claiming that they had reached a whole new level of hatred, they knew that someday those feelings would need to surface.

But for now, all Y/N could bring themselves to do was continue to fuel the unspoken feud with the shapeshifting Madrigal twin.

"Uh..." Camilo began, running a hand through his hair, "I don't think we should be friends anymore."

The comment barely even fazed Y/N, seeing as the shapeshifter was known for his pranks, "Ha, very funny. Was there anything else you needed.

Camilo sighed, an annoyed look gracing his face, "Y/N, look," he began, the seriousness and frustration in his voice making Y/N begin to worry, "Don't make this any harder on yourself. I don't wanna be friends with you anymore."

Nervous laughter left Y/N's mouth, "C-come on, Camilo. Your pranks are better than this."

"God, Y/N," Camilo rolled his eyes, "Don't you get it? I don't like you anymore."

Y/N felt tears sting the back of their eyes.

They had never seen him like this.

"Y-you're serious?"

Camilo nodded.

"Why?" Y/N demanded, receiving a look of surprise from Camilo, "You're just gonna drop me out of the blue for no reason? Why? What is it?!"

"I dunno," he scoffed, "I just don't-"

"Shut up," Y/N mumbled, turning away so hide the tears that were streaming down their face.

"What?" Camilo asked, his face morphing into one of surprise.

"Just shut up! Leave me alone,"

Camilo held back a laugh, before he noticed Y/N's eyes filled with tears, "W-wait, are you crying?"

Anger bubbled in Y/N's chest as they frantically wiped away the tears, "I said shut up!"

"Y/N, I-" Camilo tried to speak, but was cut off by Y/N's shout.

"Fuck off!"

Camilo's eyes widened. He had seen Y/N get angry, but this was especially new to him.

"Y/N..." he whispered, careful not to anger them anymore, "I'm sorry."

When he finally had Y/N's eye contact, 'Camilo' shapeshifted back into himself.

"Carlos?!"

"Yup," he nodded, a smirk on his face, "You know, I'm kinda surprised that you didn't realize it was me earlier. I mean, why would my brother dump someone like you out of the blue?"

Y/N just stared at the shapeshifter with wide eyes, unaware of all the tears streaming down their face, until a loud sob escaped their lips.

Carlos's expression morphed into one of sympathy as he stared at Y/N, "Oh, cariña," he whispered, a burst of confidence rushing through him as he wrapped his arms around Y/N, pulling them into a hug.

"Don't call me that," Y/N hissed.

Despite Y/N's harsh tone, they were quick to melt in Carlos's tight hug, sobbing into his shoulders.

Carlos would never admit it, but he could've stayed like that forever. Something about Y/N made him feel safe. They made him feel whole.

"I... I'm sorry, cariña," he whispered, moving his hand up to Y/N's head, stroking their hair.

"You should be," they whispered. Y/N's sobs had died down, though their breathing was still relatively heavy, "Though you do give surprisingly good hugs."

Carlos chuckled, repositioning his arms to look at Y/N. He could've got lost in their eyes for days if he had let himself.

What he did let himself do, was lean in closer to Y/N, to the point where their noses were almost touching.

Y/N's cheeks burned bright with passion as Carlos tucked a stray hair behind their ear

"¿Siempre has sido tan hermoso/hermosa?" he whispered, staring deep into Y/N's eyes.

Y/N's breath hitched, their heart racing as Carlos pressed his lips against theirs.

Deepening into the kiss, Y/N ran their hands through Carlos's dark curly hair.

It was only a matter of time before they both ran out of breath, and had to pull away.

"I-I have to go," Y/N whispered, stepping away from Carlos, "I have to go meet Camilo. Which I'm late to do, because I thought I already had met with him."

"Right," Carlos sighed with disappointment, as Y/N ushered him out the door, shutting the door behind them both.

"Uh..." Y/N began, looking around as if someone were listening in on their conversation, "Don't tell anyone about this?"

A smirk found it's way on Carlos's face, "And if I do-?"

"Carlos, you're insufferable. But could you just do this one thing for me?"

With a roll of his eyes, Carlos nodded, "Fine." Y/N let out a sigh of relief, before walking away, "I'll see you later, cariña!" he called, his voice a little bit too loud for Y/N's liking.

Y/N spun on their heel to face Carlos, sending him a glare, to which Carlos only laughed at.

"Don't call me that!"

"I know you love it, cariña."

A/N: for a chapter about a character that doesn't even exist, I'm really happy for how this came out! hope you like it

Fan art by: https://vm.tiktok.com

#encanto #fanfiction #carlos Madrigal #carlos Madrigal x reader #carlos madrigal fanfiction #Carlos Madrigal x gender neutral reader #carlos madrigal imagine #camillo madrigal #carlos madrigal x y/n #y/n

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magicalencanto · 2 years

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⊹₊ ⋆ ❝ I'm here ❞

✎ ⁞ Mirabel Madrigal x reader

✎ ⁞ requested by @aroacesappho

✎ ⁞ date: 31.12.2021

You knew your soulmate was out there and you were truly worried for them. You felt that they were happy, and that was good, but under that happiness, they hid sadness that grew stronger and stronger. You knew that bottling up emotions isn’t good and you felt even worse that you weren’t there for them.

The emotional connection you shared with them, allowed you to feel their emotions and vice versa. Those appeared on the back of your mind, and if you wanted you could go deeper into them but it was dangerous because it could alter your own mood.

Right now, you were sitting in your room, reading a book. Everything was fine and you could finally breathe and relax. Sometimes a thought of your soulmate appears here and there, but overall, you sink deeper in your soft mattress and get lost in the book you had picked up earlier.

And then the stress came. Like an overwhelming force, it had hit you and your muscles tensed you. Thousands of thoughts appeared in your head, mixing and blending together. You knew there was only one cause of it and it lied with your soulmate. They must be under pressure and experience crazy amounts of stress.

Quickly reaching over your bed, you picked up a pen and sat back down. You looked at your forearm and thought about what to write.

❝ I’m here. ❞ You wrote first, before you let your hand move on its own. ❝ I’m here for you. Let go of what’s bothering you. Let go of all your worries. I’m here and I can’t wait to meet you. I feel you and you're real. And so am I. Everything is okay. ❞

Mirabel was having a bad day. She couldn’t explain it in words, but she was feeling stressed since the morning. She tried to take her mind off of her negative emotions but she found out that they kept coming back. Angry at herself, Mirabel locked herself in her room, finally letting her emotions take better of her.

Millions of thoughts were rushing in her head and she couldn’t stop them. Mirabel curled up on her bed, and closed her eyes tightly, wanting to just disappear. She felt sorry for her soulmate, they must be disappointed to have someone like her as their destined one…

Then she felt a soothing sensation on her forearm and curiously looked at it. Letters started to appear as Mirabel looked at them in amazement. Those were her soulmate's words and they brought tears to her eyes. Those words were so comforting and nice, she felt her heart warming and thoughts easing up. She let her mind wonder what you were feeling at that moment. Love, comfort, worry. All for her.

Mirabel sat up in her bed, and took a pen, before writing something of her own under your words.

❝ I’m here. ❞

✎ ⁞ taglist: @10n31y-100n3y-10s3r, @justbookworm, @beamingbeaming, @vampireviel, @dreashappyworld, @wtfwithmylife, @realgaytrash, @pls-love-me-camilo, @chamomiledelight, @nightmare-chaser1, @mythicalbinicorn, @islandoffllowers, @kaz3yo, @sleemao, @i-yam-awesome, @camileon, @ermespop, @kanattac , @spilltheyeasis, @fangirl-2610, @mnomno, @dos-oruguitas, @prettygh0stg1rl, @aardoruwu, @hhaizulas, @yelenamybelovas, @onlywekn0w, @dos-oruguitas, @dos-oroguitas, @itsmesmileyface

#mirabel madrigal x reader #mirabel madrigal imagines #mirabel madrigal headcanons #mirabel madrigal #encanto movie #encanto #encanto headcanons #encanto imagines #encanto x reader #headcanons #imagines #x reader #magicalencanto✨

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sesamestreet47 · 2 years

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hi! i wonder if u read other encanto (esp camilo x reader) fics? and if so what are ur faves :D

i do! i mainly read on ao3, but here's a list of my favorite tumblr writers:

@nodos-still-breathing - i love her modern AU story "Where'd your brain go Madrigal?"

@camilosunshxne - cute stories, from scrolling through her blog i see that she's very active and very nice, this is irrelevant but i love her theme

@the-ice-frozen-ground-red-rose - just found this blog

@justanothercamilofan - not active anymore unfortunately

@0bsessedp0et - again, not active anymore, but worth checking out

@soliravioli - not active, favorite story "camilo madrigal with a passive agressive s/o"

@dos-oroguitas - not active, masterlist worth checking out

@sweetgazes - once again, not active, but worth checking out

that would be it when it comes to tumblr

favorite stories on ao3:

"Playing Pretend" by ThatGirlWithASquid - literally such a good story, highly recommend it, the writing, the plot, the dialogue, just amazing

"A Splash of Paint and a Wave of Emotions" by BleepieBloopie - again, such a good story, made me cry once, the plot is amazing and the feels, so many feels

"My Idiota" by reeseu - a long one shot, very cute, kinda a comfort read

"to find your half-orange" by neverlander - this one made me cry, original idea, cute, i come back to reread it often

"singing inside a bubble" by cherryspliced - just found this story, fell in love, Camilo being a protective brother is my favorite Camilo

"We Don't talk About Pepa - Encanto AU" by AiHammie - have yet to read the story, but i follow the artist on Instagram and i love their page so much, this one isn't a Camilo x reader story, it's an AU where Pepa was the one to run away instead of Bruno and Camilo is the one without the gift

that would be it

thank you for the ask <3

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chamileonidae · 2 years

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Hello everyone! This is an announcement, I will be closing this account but my writings will stay! My encanto fixation had ended and honestly i had a lot of fun writing for carlos and camilo. I want to personally even thank camilo for awakening back my hobby in writing because if i hadnt started to write for him then i would probably still be in a slump.

I want to end this message with some fic recommendations, some of my favourites throughout the time I've spent here.

Most of these are oneshots because series kinda just never made it to my favourite lists, idk why.

Fic recs under the cut!

🌟 - fluff. 🎀 - angst.

ay mamacita 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] (what happens when camilo finds you in his ruana?) - bulletpoints -

right over your head 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by camiloamor] (sending secret admire airplane shaped letters to your one and only best friend, camilo) - oneshot -

wonderland 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by celamoon] (soulmate!au) - oneshot -

kiss her you fool 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by wwillowtrees] (cause you've only got one chance, youve only got one chance. kiss her you fool) - oneshot -

just a friend to you 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (do friends really kiss eachother's cheeks that way?) - one shot -

can you say it again? 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by caramellahoney] (reader who is mute by choice) - one shot -

soft kiss 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (camilo being down bad lmao) - one shot -

connect-the-freckles one , two 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (literally taking a marker and connecting camilo's freckles) - two part series -

serotonin one , two 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (idiots to lovers) - two part series -

how to get the one 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by sweetgazes] (you found an interesting piece of paper with camilo's handwriting) - one shot -

flustered 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (showering camilo with compliments and he gets flustered) - drabble(?) -

drowsy 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (taking a nap outside? sure! how about waking up with your lover in front of you?) - drabble -

“cásate conmigo por favor." 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (soulmate!au) - one shot -

love and adoration. 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (showering camilo with your adoration for him) - one shot -

sunny kisses 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by bobastar] - one shot -

baking session 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by camilosunshxne] - one shot -

dandelions 🌟 (a bit of 🎀)

camilo x fem!reader [by sesamestreet47] - one shot -

grant me a wish (or just your time) 🌟

camilo x male!reader [by undercoveravenger] - one shot -

second 🎀 to 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by uni-senpai-chan] (when you've always been second until he shows up) - one shot -

amorcito 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] - one shot -

good little girl 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - one shot -

i want what they have 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by pink02] - one shot -

cariña 🌟 (a bit 🎀)

carlos x gn!reader [by froggywritesstuff] - one shot -

seeking your attention 🌟 (a little 🎀)

carlos x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (enemies to lovers) - one shot -

dating carlos 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - headcanons -

hey hey jealousy 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by kitasgloves] - one shot -

carlos having a crush 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by desichameleon] - headcanons -

carlos' power hcs

carlos madrigal [by desichameleon] - headcanons -

#camilo madrigal x reader #camilo x reader #carlos madrigal #camilo madrigal #camilo x y/n #camilo x you #carlos madrigal x reader #camilo madrigal my beloved #camilo madrigal x gender neutral reader #camilo madrigal x y/n #camilo fic #camilo fluff #camilo angst #carlos madrigal fanfic #carlos madrigal supremacy #carlos madrigal x you #camilo madrigal fluff #camilo x male reader #camilo madrigal x female reader

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encanto-a-cuento · 2 years

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While I’m still working on writing some fics inspired by @dos-oroguitas’s fics and headcanons, I had to draw my reader insert for her fic Home, Lupe! I'll probably sketch some scenarios from Home and You Belong since they're my favorite ❤! It's also nice to sketch between paragraphs, haha.

Lupe's supposed to have embroidery on her shirt sleeve and skirt, but I'm still designing all that (im horrible with the art of fashion forgive me)

Little Lupe with her newfound family...

#encanto #encanto reader insert #reader insert #oc insert #oc lupe #oc lupe madrigal #abuela madrigal #alma madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #madrigal family x reader #my art <3

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kookyburrowing · 2 years

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Tagged to do this by @riding-with-the-wild-hunt!! (Thanks!)

Nickname: Lee, and my family’s go to “birdy”

Zodiac: Libra, but I have Scorpio traits

Height: around 5’5”

Hogwarts House: Uncertain mainly because I haven’t really been a Harry Potter fan since about sixth grade

Followers: on here? 51. On my Tolkien blog, 154 because that’s where I actually create content lol

Song Stuck in my Head: “Dos Oroguitas” from Encanto

How much I sleep: Around 8-9 depending

Lucky Number: 42, the answer to life the universe and everything. Also 21.

Dream Job: Animator/character designer/author/screenwriter. I’m multitalented like that.

Wearing: pajamas because I got up late

Favourite Song: current favorites are “Kingdom Dance” from Tangled, “Cad É Sin Don Té Sin” by Caladh Nua, anything from Encanto, “Winter Solstice” by Frostudio Chambersonic, “Rosenrot” by Faun, and “Ariën” by Oonagh

Favourite Instrument: the fiddle/violin, but also cello, piano, and percussion. Yes all of it.

Favourite Author: Jirt, Agatha Christie, Leigh Bardugo, Holly Black, whatever genius wrote Beowulf, and also any fic write I have ever encountered cause SERIOUSLY

Aesthetic: abandoned things covered in plants, Trees, the ocean in all its might, an endless library filled with cool sunlight, a mountainside with a path worn by human feet, cave paintings, a laugh passed down and repeated for centuries from ancestor to descendant, smiling about something you just remembered, a forehead touch for a friend, a river that has seen thousands of children splash around inside it, that feeling when you See something for the first time, the quiet of a snowstorm outside and the noise and warmth of the house within, a fire in front of which people have gathered to talk and play games, a blanket wrapped around yourself, a stuffed animal carried into adulthood and passed down

Favourite Animal Noise: cats when they’re happy, horse noises, dogs being happy…happy animal noises

Something Random: I point out every mistake a piece of media makes in terms of archery because I can and I have double jointed thumbs and pinkies on both hands

Offering this to @gossip-guy-of-middle-earth, @ibrithir-was-here, @merilles, @ace-of-sspades, @yellow-feathered-faerie, @girlbosscrawley and anyone else who points out weapon mistakes in fantasy media

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hyperfixation-writings · 2 years

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Encanto concept fic, fix it fic

not pairing specific, but pre-movie (bc basically rewriting the past bc nobody should have family trauma, starting with abuela)

the reader is at the age of the triplets and it's set a couple years before Bruno disappears into the walls, only Camilo and Isabela having been born yet

***

Reader comes to the Encanto alone, marvels at the gifts of the madrigal family (obviously), quickly integrates into the community

after some months there's a celebration at the madrigal house (triplet birthday?)

but while the entire town celebrates, there's an earthquake which accidently knocks over the miracle candle...

... right into your hands. And the candle burns brighter than ever, much to the confusion of everyone. There are gasps around and as you look up, there's the conflicted gaze of Alma, who doesn't understand what it means because this was the miracle that was for her family, and her family alone?

So she struggles with the situation, meanwhile there are whispers in the background, and Reader gets self-concious and places it back but the harm has been done

Then, a hushed "Dios mio!" as people look up at the casita, and see a new brightly lit outline of a possible door, the doorknob waiting to be touched to manifest into a physical door.

The Madrigals are simply too stunned to speak but the town quickly decide that it's your right to be there and get your own miracle.

Neither Alma nor the triplets make a move to stop you, so you touch the handle and open the door that has now your name engraved in it.

Your gift... is about the arts? Maybe being extraordinarily blessed in producing arts: crafting statues, painting pictures and people, writing poems, maybe even giving speeches. it simply seems to always hit the mark when you produce it, but it's a gift that doesn't seem to have the same use like the madrigal kids' ones (they're war kids, so all their powers could be used in a fight or a war against the enemy: seeing into the future, healing their own troops and changing the weather to make it harder for them to attack)

So when all is said and done nobody knows how to deal with it, and you just go home, and decide not to loiter in the Madrigal's home.

There's a small riot in the community, too, after the incident. Some people demand to have access to the Miracle candle as well, and after long discussions and weeks of nerve-wracking nights, Alma opens the doors to her home again and lets everyone try and get a gift. Nobody else is blessed, no new door appears, no sudden magic happens, and Alma is secretly relieved, having to deal with only one new person in her house that is decidedly not family, but who is at least friendly enough.

Obviously the situation needs addressing, so over the course of the story you have the Reader interacting with the kids, understanding them, even befriending them.

Even Alma warms up the the Reader.

One summer evening you're telling another night story to the kids (at this point just isabela and camilo) about love and hardships.

It's an old story that your mother used to tell before she died. The story is titled Dos Oroguitas, and is about a couple who is meant to be together, but encounter hardships and keep fighting for their love. In the end they have to decide between fighting an evil witch that is specifically hunting the couple down, or running til the end of their lives, always in fear of being found again. They know the risks, but together they fight the witch, and a spell hits them. They have a split second, looking at each other, bittersweet smile painting their lips, reliving their lives together, how they met, happy memories, watching their kids grow older, all while holding onto their loved one's hand for their life.

Their love for another protects them from the fatal blow that was intended, and instead transforms them into Dos Oroguitas; stunned at the failed spell the witch can get killed by another person. The kids, teenagers and young adults actually, have a hard time dealing with the new reality, and carefully try to keep the two caterpillars - their parents - alive. One day they cocoon and the kids know they will have to let go of them, and when two beautiful butterflies erupt, they tearfully say their goodbyes to their parents. Almost in synchronism, the two butterflies sit down on both cheeks of the kids, lazily beating their colourful wings softly against them before moving onto the next kid, giving them hope that somewhere deep down their parents' love for them has survived. So they let them go and watch them fly away into the sunset together.

As the Madrigal kids listen to your story intently, they calm down but don't get sleepy like they usually do, and instead watch you with big eyes, moved by the story.

Something you hadn't noticed was the Madrigal elder, who had slipped into the children's room when she had coincidentally picked up on the name of your story, and a compulsion had led her to listen your night time story.

A barely muffled sob escapes Abuela, and you startle from your own trance while telling the story, only to soften your gaze as you take in the constant stream of tears on the woman's face.

Somehow you wrangle the two kids to sleep, and you notice Abuela seems a lot softer around you.

That night Abuela asks you to join her for a drink, and she explains her reaction to the story - how her husband had always called her his Oroguita, and how the story just seemed to hit very close to home with the war, and fleeing.

You talk about your time before the Encanto, and how your mother used to tell you this story, and that she used to be a great storyteller, too. You tell her of the couple that had inspired the Oroguita story, and through more intense talk, you actually figure out that Alma and Pedro are the couple that inspired your mother to come up with the story.

After a long night of talking, Alma finally softly welcomes you to the family and her home, but you part ways since you still don't live at the casita.

Back at your house you go through your mother's old diaries and find some entries that give hints that your mother used to be friends with Pedro before he left town to be with the woman he fell in love with.

You give Alma the diaries, certain that these stories would mean more to her than they would ever mean to you. She seems reluctant at first, doesn't want to intrude on a dead person's life and secrets that she will have undoubtedly put down in those books. To convince her you read a passage about Pedro, and how he used to make the fishermen of his hometown laugh and play pranks on them.

Abuela tears up at the story, never having heard of it before but remembering some details about the love of her life that she thought were long forgotten.

In the end she reads through all of the entries. She grows quieter during those weeks but emerges more loving and caring for her family, mourning for her lost lover but cherishing her family more than she ever.

She gets more defensive about her children's powers, openly picks fights with the villagers if they talk badly about Bruno, or if the moan about bad weather and how Pepa "can't seem to control herself".

She slows down Julieta, who has been cooking until late at night for the next day, always worried she doesn't make enough food for all the possible injuries.

She makes her kids, and their kids, understand that nothing will ever change how much she loves them, even if they produce bad prophesies (she looks at Bruno), bad weather (looks at Pepa), doesn't heal paper cut of one of the kids (looks at Julieta) or has a gift that doesn't seem as powerful or useful to the community (looks at the Reader).

She puts her family first, finally.

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